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Tozsamosc by Milan Kundera

gemmatoes's review against another edition

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5.0

This book was amazing. The first half was wonderful...the last half I could not put down. I think I was literally shaking with excitement for the last page.

vuronekuh's review against another edition

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fast-paced

3.75

birdbeaks26's review against another edition

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challenging reflective sad fast-paced
  • Plot- or character-driven? Character
  • Strong character development? Yes
  • Loveable characters? No
  • Diverse cast of characters? No
  • Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes

3.25

hindel's review against another edition

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5.0

كعادته كونديرا يبدع و يعطي لنا واحدة من اروع رواياته ..رواية ان دلت على شيء فانما تدل على عبقرية هذا الكاتب

polyvoda_i's review against another edition

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4.0

сподіваюся, в інших виданнях Кундери українською буде кращіший перекладач
бо любитель слова "коїтус" вже закоїтив трохи

мінус одна зірка за переклад

monicagrace94's review against another edition

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challenging emotional mysterious reflective medium-paced

4.5

dohaadel's review against another edition

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5.0

I am Chantal. Lost in unpleasant dreams, unaware of the line, dissociated from reality, and struggling for identity.

emppuu's review against another edition

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reflective medium-paced
  • Diverse cast of characters? No

2.0

bi4ncvx's review against another edition

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emotional reflective fast-paced
  • Plot- or character-driven? Character
  • Strong character development? It's complicated
  • Loveable characters? It's complicated
  • Diverse cast of characters? No
  • Flaws of characters a main focus? Yes

3.5

serenegirl's review against another edition

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3.0

"However much he may tell her he loves her and thinks her beautiful, his loving gaze could never console her. Because the gaze of love is the gaze that isolates. Jean-Marc thought about the loving solitude of two old persons become invisible to other people: a sad solitude that prefigures death. No, what she needs is not a loving gaze but a flood of alien, crude, lustful looks settling on her with no good will, no discrimination, no tenderness or politeness-settling on her fatefully, inescapably. Those are the looks that sustain her within human society. The gaze of love rips her out of it."